Romans & histoires Green Lantern Jessica Cruz Rwby

"It's mine, it's all mine. It's my inheritance. He took it from me. He wanted to snatch my birthright! It's mine, I'm going to take it." As he screamed Emily flicked her hands and the vial flew out of his mouth and crashed to the floor. Caleb growled and reached for the totem. "It was never yours." The moon witch simply said. "You've never been a Levisay. What do you think Mendez was trying to say?" Caleb's blood turned to ice. He froze. In his moment of distraction, Vanessa materialized beside him and snatched the totem off him then vanished. Before he could react, Vanessa materialized before the Moon Witch and gave the totem to her. Caleb dove at them but the moon witch was quick enough to

I was deep in thought, wondering why Aunt Maya was really here. But it became clear tonight. I had eavesdropped on her and her dad. "Gwen may not be a werewolf; the girl may be human, just like her mother. "But I don't want to believe that." "Artemis was a wolf, Dylan!" Aunt Maya cautioned her brother. "She was not; I bit her." "She was never born a wolf." "Gwen will be going to wolf camp; they'll train her." He said.

My voice cracked as I moved back, my legs almost giving out. " Why do you get to live? To become the Great Sire Mother while my poor girl....She was a born Luna and you destroyed that." Jessa said launching at me. Instinct took over. I grabbed her wrist mid-air. The silver grazed my arm, sending a sharp sting down to my bones. Pain flared through me but I didn’t let go. My heart pounded violently as I pushed her back. “Please,” I panted. “Don’t make me hurt you.”

Jessica followed Isabell and watched her shift into her wolf form, Jessica could feel a bit of jealousy watching her slowly transform from a pretty girl to a big black wolf, she shook her furl around before dashing out of there and heading to the training ground. Jessica carefully picked up her clothes, unfurled Isabelle's backpack am began to sholve them inside, but slowly she could feel an intense burn sensation on her arm. She thought something was strange and immediately opened the bag completely searching for whatever it was that was inducing her so much pain. Her palm met a leave and as she held onto it, she screamed so loud at the top of her voice that it echoed through the field. It

Jessica twisted around in her seat and her hands immediately started glowing that green color, and she held them over Lily’s chest and closed her eyes and her face scrunched up with concentration. Luca watched the green light flicker like a candle in the wind before it just went out. Jessica’s eyes popped open and there were tears in them. “I can’t—” her voice cracked. “There’s something blocking me.” “Try again,” Luca said. “I am trying!” “Then try harder!” Luca snapped, and he knew he was being unfair but he couldn’t stop himself.

Crysanthi said to me as she bent down & grabbed Jessica's chains. She aged & rusted Jessica's chains just she did mine before breaking them off her wrists. I bent down to grab the iron to cut my hand open & she grabbed my hand to stop me. She flipped my hand over & her eyes glowed a vibrant pink as the nail on her pointer finger elongated. She flipped Jessica's hands over & slit open both of her palms before reaching her hand out for mine. I complied & she cut my palms open as well. I squeezed my hands over Jessica's, whose hands, although having been cut open, weren't even bleeding. My blood dripped down into Jessica's palms & shimmered a bright silver as it flowed into her open wounds.

All wolves deserves a pack and was granted a pack title by the Alpha, no matter how dark a status the pack may have. It is possible to say they're pursuers from the dark packs. I squint my eyes but as I force myself to look further, my vision began to turn blurry. The moment my head felt light, my body follows weakly falling down. The happening was so fast it's almost too scary. In the midst of losing consciousness, I still witnessed the way the carriage doors opened before a man with white long hair and peculiar purple eyes stares at me with a smirk. "It is beyond the greatest pleasures to lay my humble eyes on you, Luna Leaxandra."

'D-Drake. Someone called him again, but then he realized that Emily was calling him. His jaw clenched as he faced the hunters. "You're ungrateful, human! You dare to hurt that unwanted Luna—the stray?" he roared. The hunters moved backward as Drake suddenly shifted into a wild werewolf. His eyes turned red. "Unwanted, Luna? Stray?" The hunter scoffed as his men laughed soundly. "She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you."

I could just watched as she refrained from letting tears run down her cheeks. Every inch of my body was urging me to run up to her and hug her. But being the stupid me, I just watched. She stood there silently and looked at her wrist again, it had healed. "But this doesn't mean I'm willing to be luna." She whispered. I whimpered a little, feeling slightly hurt. She then took some oranges and started squeezing the juice out. She threw the oranges into the bin and put the glass juice on the table and wrote something on a piece of paper and started to walk to my direction.

Lisa watched, utterly fascinated, a connoisseur appreciating fine wine. The blue light swirling. Lyra’s struggles weakened, her vibrant green eyes dimming, fading to a dull, lifeless grey. Her body slumped, utterly still, as the last wisp of sapphire essence vanished. The whine died. Silence, thick and suffocating. Lisa carefully picked up the dark blue crystal, palm-sized crystal, radiating a deep, mesmerizing blue light—the concentrated essence of Lyra’s life, her spirit, her laughter. Lisa held it up to the light, turning it this way and that, her face alight with covetous delight.